Inside, he turned me over to a slave girl named Helene, a French girl who spoke English with only a mild accent. English, I took it, was the internati...nal language of the pleasure slave industry. After unlocking my wrists and ankles, removing my leash, and giving me strict instructions to obey Helene's every word, he left me.Helene wore a one-piece, nearly opaque, light blue piece of lingerie that hung from thin straps over her shoulders and came down to mid-thigh. Although it was cut low in. "Is it really?"They paused for a moment when he didn't answer immediately, and Hope pushed him gently out of the way as she finished rinsing out the teapot and preparing cups. By the time they returned to the sitting area the chairs had all been moved aside and the instruments were in place."Tea and biscuits," Elspeth announced with a chuckle, "the very essence of rock and roll hedonism." Are Aiden and Corrine still coming?" Hope asked, looking at her watch after putting the tray down on the. .”“So we learn something together.” Her eyes said ‘confident’. The sassy body, though...Giggle. “It’s OKAYYYYY!”“What’s okay?” I asked.“You have that look...”“What look?”She changed the tenor of the conversation by getting off her end of the sofa and invading mine. “That look that says sometimes we don’t need to be talking about boat trips. Guilty?”“A little.”Her hand searched. Squeezed. Giggle. “A lot.”“Well, you’re sitting there looking all competent and delicious...”“We’re newlyweds. This is. Nothing.I went to her bedroom.Nothing.I went to my bedroom.Nothing.I checked the bathrooms and found nothing.Just as I was about to panic that someone had been in the condo waiting for us, I heard a voice.“Did you miss me?”I turned to see her hiding behind the drapes next to the patio door.“Don’t ever do that to me again. It felt like I had lost you. Like I felt when those men had you.”I took her into my arms and kissed her and let loose my passion. We went at it full on with tongues and sound.